Rhythm Bone

God's been a walkin'
     in the valley of the dead,
God's been a makin'
     music with words unsaid,
God's been a playin'
     songs that clack instead,
God's been a breathin'
     life into bones long fled.
Can't you hear that rattlin',
     dry bone on bone,
          rising up from their
               damned dirt deathbed?
Even among the dry it's known,
     God plays a mean set
          of rhythm bone.*

Ezekiel 37:1-14

See this poem @ His Newsman

*rhythm bone, a folk instrument
consisting of bones or wood that
makes use of the clacking sounds
produced by shaking loose bones
together held in one or both hands

by J Alan R
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